We got home and the boys put Chan away in the same room as me when I was bought here before tying him up. He was still unconscious. Had I hit him too hard ?

On the floor above Jimin waited for us.

"Jena come with me first", Jin pulled my hand to take immediate care of my wound.

"Where are you taking her?", Jimin asked curiously.

"We had a little situation with the bodyguards", he said pointing to the bandage.

"Hyung I will do it", he lunged forward, grabbing my hand.

"But I can do it. It is my job to take care of injuries and stuff", Jin argued.

"That Chan guy hasn't gained consciousness yet. Please check on him"

Jin wasn't very convinced but left. I stood there watching the exchange. I did not have a lot of energy left in me to argue. Jimin dragged me into a room which I had never seen before. From the way things were, I assumed it was his own room.

"Sit", he said pointing to the chair.

I did as I was asked. He disappeared somewhere and I looked around. It was a normal room with wooden floors and cream walls. On one side was a table of sorts with plans and blueprints laid. This must be where he plans all those evil deeds of his.

Something caught my attention though. A small picture frame with a picture of young Jimin. He looked nothing like what he did now. He was chubbier, with black hair. There was a kind of innocence too him. A smile formed on my face, he was cute.

I heard footsteps so I straightened myself and looked away. He had come back with a box of medicines.

He grabbed a chair and placed it in front of me before sitting. With his hand, he grabbed my chin and raised it a little before pulling the temporary pad that Jin had applied.

Just as the pad ripped from the skin, the blood that had been stopped started flowing again. He grabbed a piece of cotton, drowsed it in what looked like medical alcohol before wiping the wound.

"FUCKKKKK", I screamed as it started burning my skin. I tried to free myself from there but he held my hand pulling me towards himself.

"Stay still. This is a metal wound. I have to do this so it doesn't get infected", he said. He grabbed my chin again before raising it. He moved his face closer and blew a little air on the wound. He was so close to me that if someone walked in now, it would come across as if we were making out.

"Okay, okay. I am fine now", I said slightly pushing him away by the shoulder.

He finished the rest of the dressing before putting on a bandage. As he tried to get it done, I couldn't help but keep staring at him.

"Get ready, in two hours me and you have to go to your university to meet Hongbin. And wear something that covers this", he said pointing to my throat.

I stood up to go leave.

I was held back by something which caused me to lose balance and fall straight behind. I embraced myself to hit my head only to be caught in time by a strong pair of hands around my waist.

Jimin put his hand under Jena's head so that it wouldn't hit the table behind. He looked down to see his own wristband had got caught in the zipper of her leather jacket which is what caused her to fall.

"Jimin the files you gave me...", Taehyung said barging into the room. He paused at the sight in front of him.

Jimin and Jena both looked at each other and then back at him. Jimin let go in an instance causing Jena to fall butt faced on the ground.

"Fuckkkkkk", Jimin yelled in his mind. Why him always? Now he had even more of a fictional story to create and tell the others.

"Jena are you okay?", he was grinning shamelessly, showing his boxy smile.

This man. Jimin looked at him with angry eyes hoping he would get the idea and leave.

"I am fine", she said from beside while rubbing her sore butt. She left from there leaving me and Tae alone.

"Taehyung before you go crazy speculating things, it is not what it looked like"

"Jiminie, I did not even say anything. Don't worry, I did not see anything at all"

"TAEHYUNG IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE !"

"It's okay, I understand. You don't have to explain me anything", he said the smirk still on his face.

Jimin lunged forwards before taking the man in a head lock. Taehyung tried to wiggle out but Jimin was too strong. He was a muscle monster. Jungkook was passing by when he heard the commotion.

"What is happening here?", he barged in.

"Jungkook- ah save me, I caught Jimin doing something and now he is choking me so I will keep my mouth shut"

"HYUNGGGG, Let go of Tae", Jungkook said joining in. He tickled Jimin until he let Taehyung go. Now both of them teamed up against Jimin.

"Jiminieee, Hyung will save you", Yoongi who had heard this from outside, came running towards the three of them who had now moved on the bed. Jimin was almost at the edge trying to defend himself from attack of the others.

"A FIGHT WITHOUT US?", Namjoon and Hoseok, both 94 liners yelled. Within a moment they were in there, both having taken sides and defending their team by tickling and hitting the other team with pillows.

I was helping Jin in the kitchen when we heard loud thuds from upstairs. Both of us looked at each other before running up. In Jimin's rooms the boys were having a pillow fight. Feathers from the pillow flew everywhere. In the distance Jimin threw Jungkook of the bed. Taehyung bit Namjoon's arm and the elder one yelled in despair. It was a sight to behold. I couldn't stop myself from bursting into laughter seeing these adult men fight like kids. What made it even more funny was Jin. He looked pissed and angry.

"STOPPPP IT THIS FUCKING MOMENT. JUNGKOOK LET GO OF YOONGI. NAMJOON PUT THAT FREAKING PILLOW AWAY. TAEHYUNG GET UP FROM HOSEOK NOW. JIMIN LEAVE TAEHYUNG'S HAIR RIGHT AWAY"

In a minute all the boys were away from each other. I still couldn't stop laughing at the sight in front of me.

"I bought those silk pillows a month ago. How dare you all mishandle them like this?", Jin was boiling with anger.

"Hyung you have to know what Jimin was...", Taehyung said but Jimin held him and put a hand on his mouth.

"Shut up Taehyung before I pull your vocal cords out of your throat with my bare hands", Jimin threatened and he instantly shut up.

"Clean this up right now or you all are dead", Jin said turning and walking away.

The boys instantly got to work. I left too still laughing over what I witnessed. It made me smile, seeing the boys like this.

I went back to my room. I had to accompany Jimin to the university and I had go get ready. As I shifted through the closet, I found a turtle neck sweater that would cover the huge bandage on my throat. As I folded my pants and put them back, I accidentally knock over the other clothes and it all fell on the floor.

"Oh god", I mumbled picking them up. I felt something in one of the pants and I looked to see that it was my wallet. It was the pant I was wearing the day they kidnapped me. I removed the wallet to see cash and my card. On one side I had a picture of me and my brothers. I sat on the bed as I removed it. It was my favorite picture of us from when I was five years old. We all stood in order. Me, Taeyong, Taemin and Donghae. Taeyong had a finger on my cheek as he poked me. Donghae had Taemin in a choke hold while the younger one struggled and was in tears. I on the other hand stood there with cotton candy in my hand. To be honest it was an acute representation of what we were.

On the other side I had a picture of mine from when I was 2 years old. I had found it lying in the attic of our house. I was sitting on the grass and in the distance another young boy who I did not recognise sat. I never knew who he was because only a side view of his face was seen but because I looked cute, I always carried it with me even though it was ripped in half. If only I had the other version of it so I could figure out who the boy was.

"Jena", someone shouted from outside as I wiped the tear that threatened to fall before putting it away.

1 more month, hang through it Lee Jena. In no time I will be out of here and back to where I was.